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alton that I shall help you. I'll say No, sir,
not one letter, not one single semicolon, not
one comma!"
Cruel, inhuman child"
law Of nature. I do not know what the
second and third ones are, but / thoroughly
believe in the first. Now promise me, on
your honor" she broke into q little laugh,
that you will give Cousin Kate Q rest"
Until the proofs are sent, l promise"
And can you not even do them alone ?
Well, I would be ashamed. When ] am an
author, I shall do all my WI .work-every
bit. Now you may kiss me, sir, and come
into breakfast. Cousin Kate, l have yet to
lecture YOU"
"she lifted her fathers arm, put y round
out her other hand to her cousin.
Come along, you poor little tired dear"
she said. you must want your breakfast.
Shall l give papa a flower, or shall ] punish
him some more 2"
Give him q flower"
All, cousin, you spoil him! II is we'll
that he has a daughter to counterfeit your in
She plucked a tiny rose, and pinned it into
them, they entered the house.
Breakfast was laid. Honor touched o small
silver bell and the servants entered with the
dishes.
Looking round the room, the first thing
which struck one was the air Of extreme lux
ury. The high-backed oak chairs were COW
cred with the richest silver plush the silver
was massive and beautiful the linen At for .
queens table. Upon the walls hung rare old
prints, and here and there, upon brackets,
precious old china. A Turkish carpet GOV
cred the centre of the polished floor, upon
which the dogs basked contentedly In the
sunbeams which cam in from the windows.
Have the letters come, Josephs ?" Honor
asked Of q servant.
mo, miss"
Nor the papersf"
No, miss"
Then / think for the future some one had
better fetch them from the station"
Yes, miss"
THAT is one of the disadvantages of living
in the country, !" Max said. You are left TO
the tender mercies of the village postman,
who is generally lame, or extremely old. I
cannot enjoy my breakfast without my
papers"
" Here they are, papal" Honor cried
And the papers. Now we shall learn news
of our friends, and how our stocks stand.
/ wonder which will interest US most ?
Bring them here, Miles. Thank you. Times,
Standard and Morning Post for papa, three
letters and u circular Society and two letters
! for cousin, and n letter for me. Why, it's
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heads, STOPPING down to the tiny terrier (;
then took some sweet biscuits from her
pocket, and fed them.
Looking at her, one could not help MOTTO
forehead, the fulness of the brow, the deep.
set eyes, green as the eyes of genius are said
to be. The lower part of the face was weak
as the other was strong the mouth dropped
at the, corners, and the chin receded until 1t
Such was Kate Nolan, cousin of Miss
Selwyn. AS a baby she had been beautiful
and straight as any mother could wish but q
careless nurse had let her fall, the little spine
had been injured, and year by year the pack
hood lapsed into girlhood it found her q
~hunchback no skill could cure her. Strong,
with the strength which Is often given to the
afflicted, she must live her life through an
if not worse. Never was she heard to COM
plain, never was she anything but cheerful
and bright when others were by; but when
alone in her chRmber-oh, the bitter, useless
tears flowed then!
"Ali at once the dogs forsook her, scam
pering towards the house and returning with
Max, layishing upon him oil the caresses and
love they had lately given to the woman.
Up first, as usual. Kate ?" he said, laying
EThe weak mouth trembled for q moment,
and dark, unbecoming flush swept the pale
face.
swered; II is done now, ready for the pub
fishers. 1 hope you will be pleased
I" am sure to be" he returned: ITS the
last two chapters, isn't ~ III lust run
through them after breakfast. On! and
Kate, by the way, Lady Dolan was talking
about my books last night; she remarked
what others have remarked before, that my
women characters are real, my men, ideal.
We must try to alter that"
A faint smile crossed her lips in answer to
his meaning look, and she said, decislyely:
at shall be altered"
"They are coming this afternoon"
so Honor has told me-" she answered, o
little YEARLY. II had hoped that We should
have a little quiet; it lis painful to me to meet
strangers
apology "but really, l could hardly. do
otherwise than ask them, after their kind
ness. II was the Countess herself who sug-
gested that they should come to-day. am
sure you will like them do not be cross with
me, Kate
"Cross ?"
She looked ut him for a moment with, her
strange, clever eyes, then turned her head
and Just touched the hand that rested upon
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BUILT BY YANKEE CRAFTSMEN.
A Fine ship OF tho Old style Now in n
Brooklyn Dock.

A Fine ship Of tho Old style New in n
BROOKLYN Dock.
"Arrived-Ship Daniel I. Tenney, from
Manila, Capt. Wilson," In this fashion the
ship news Of the daily papers disposed Of q
beautiful model Of the Yankee shipbuilder's
art, the arrival of which in the good old days
before steam succeeded sail whould have
been an event Of unusual importance,
The ship is lying at Martins Stores, Brook
Ign, and is admired by hundreds Of passen-
gers on the Hamilton Ferry for her lofty
spars and general ship-shape appearance.
Her lines are not quite as fine as those Of the
strength. When an EVENING WoRLp re-
porter visited her she was as neat In appear:
ance as II she was about to sail instead
days. The Tenney halls from .Newbury-
port, Mass. She il registered at 900
tons, but could easily stow away a thousand
tons more than that. She has q flush deck
looks towards the bows, she has more the
appearance Of q man -of-war than q sailing
ship. The standing rigging Is usually heavy.
Thu butt of the mainmast is more than three
a Yankee ship from her general air Of tidi-
ness. No yacht in New York Bay has a
cleaner deck. Every rope is neatly coiled on
the Delaying pins, and there is not o spot of
dirt from her stern 70 ner wheel.
The mainmast from deck TO main-top is
about forty feet, and the meintopmast and
main royal-topmast reach about fifty feet
above that. The mainyard is a massive
stick, fifty feet or 30 long.
The galley and carpenters house are lust
abaft the foremost, and the sailors kitchen Is
as clean as q New England housewife's. The
companionway is abaft the m~izzenmast and
is covered by a deck-hous,, half of which Is
used as O temporary shelter for the captain
In time Of storm, being fitted up with q bunk.
1t 10 20 near the wheel that the steersman can
call the. captain without leaving his post.
The cabin Is reached by q broad staircase of
hard wood and il finished in fine pol
ished mahogany. On the starboard side
are doors leading to the staterooms of the
mates, which are quite large and comfortable.
On the port side are the pantry and stewards
quarters. Tho captains cabin Is right in the
stern Of the ship, and 1t is o model Of comfort
and elegance. Capt. Wilson's wife and
young son accompany him on his voyages.
The steward 10 o young Chinaman, and in
consequence of the law prohibiting the land.
ing OF natives Of the Flowery Kingdom,
customs inspectors have to keep the deck
In order to watch him and prevent him from
escaping to Mott street.
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RIPPLEs FROM THE HARLEM.

Ed. Weinacht, Eltz's partner. is q young
giant. He Is a Spartan Harrier Of high de-
gree and can run like q locomotive. He al
ways rows bareheaded and wears q smile.
Prof. Fanciulli is the handsomest man in
the Nonpareil Club. BY his flowing, black
beard, almost leonine in its unbarbered pro-
fusion, he can be recognized a good mile
away. He is q wonderfully strong sculler.
George j. Eltz. Handsome George"
strokes the Union four cared shells, senior
champions Of the river. When it's too cold
to row George tumbles and throws summer
saults in Woods gymnasium in q ch~armingly
graceful way, He's strong as o Percheron
yearling. and very fond Of specializing in
canal boats.
C~ool-headed Ed. Knickerbocker, the
Dauntless bowman, has lately fallen victim
to an overwhelming misfortune. Some
enemy lntely sold him q hideous pale-gray,
long -brimmed rowing-hat that drags under
the rollers of his sliding seat, and occasion
ally dumps him overheard. He is hopelessly
addicted to the hat, though, and can't be
made to Quit IL,
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seIIin. Plants From City Hall Park.

flowers some time ago. The geraniums have tar
ried awhile longer, but they too are going now.
The beds of these beautiful plants, with their pink
and scarlet flowers, have remained up to this time
city parks, but now they are vanishing one by one.
Those IN Madison and Union squares disappeared
several days ago and the accustomed eye searches
for them in vain. Yesterday workmen were busy
roofing up the plants from the beds In the City
Hall PARK. A crowd surrounded each detachment
Of workmen and men, women and children jostled
each other in their eagerness to get some OF the
plants which were given away In punches OF three
or four. The plants were nne, luxuriant specimens,
and many OF them had glowing TUFTS Of blossoms at
the head, Just such specimens a. make ornamental
house plants for the winter. Assistant District
Attorney De Lancey Nicoll, who has Q fondness for
Mowers, saw the plants being given way, and he
sent an once boy ont for . bunch. Many news
boys also secured punches In the early afternoon,
and might have been seen on Park row . few min
utes later peddling the plants TO pedestrians at nvo
cents apiece.
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her. shoulder with her lips; he stopped and
broke a great red rose from of its mother
tree Apd handed it to her her fingers shook
as SD took it, and he laughed q low, musical
"silly little Kate l" he said, speaking to
child 4" Cousin Max isn't worth all your
love. Now we must find Q flower for Honor,
Or shs Will 1b be j? e % ,o be on = n dsar y me- what a
He laughed like a boy as he wandered from
bush to bush, looking for O perfect flower for
his daughter; it must moi, be plucked care
lessly, as he plucked the one for Kate.
Everywhere he went the dogs followed him,
them off to the house once more, and they
came racing back at break-neck speed with
Honor in their midst.
"G99d morning, papa-naushty papa"
DO you know, sir, l nm going to give you
such a scolding this morning that you will
wiah yourself under the bedclothes again
What have l done now Beauty" he
hair, at her Breast and finally pinning it close
done 2" she repeated. Look at dear little
Cousin Kate and you, will find your an
swer. Does she look as though she
her dear eyes look tired as though an
inhuman monster, who shall be nameless in
consideration of the feelings of one of us
here present, had given her a lot of copying
to do, which made her get up at four this
morning and slave away till now"-
my dear Honor O.
cousin Kate, do not interrupt me; you
side with a of course, l always have to
fight the two, but l will not have you
killed. Am angry with you both, cannot
the publishers wait, cannot the British public
wait? Are we to be robbed of our most
precious possession Just because people are
in a hurry for your new book Let them
wait. A nice thing it would be for you, papa
If cousin dropped and died, from overwork.
What would you do then, sir 7"
what, indeed!
"Who would you get to do your copying
then ?"
He looked at Kate closely and she averted
her face, over which the sensitive color had
stolen, shrinking from his gaze and the girls
as she bent 10 gather o flower.
"You would do it yourself. would your"
Honor went IN persistently, with a saucy
smile. ~ think l see you Not you, sir
you would expect me to; and not one line,
not one single word would / write. If you
kill Cousin Kate you shall never have an OPP,
portunity of killing me. I'll make q stand
| when you come with the first little insinu,
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up at the Mott Haven grounds. Barry was
throwing from o seven-foot circle, and a
placing of his foot o little further around
would have made the hammer fly in an en-
tirely diffeaent direction without affecting
him in the least. But these old athletes get
set in their ways, and you can't change
them. Quaeckberner, I'll bet. has made you
lots of trouble. / see he praotises right into
your hurdle-race path, when, II he would
only face q little more toward the grand
the turf. It was Just the same way with Dun
can G.. Ross at Philadelphia"
The Olympic Athletic Club and College of
the City of New York football eleven will
play an extra game Of football on the Man
haitian Athletic Clubs grounds tomorrow.
Some good kicking is certain.
The talk of forming a new trotting ~associa-
ton is of o most cloudy character. The
trouble with trotting in this city is it's old
fashioned and slow. Who is going to stay up
third raters meander through q half-score Of
heats and invest money by slow pools when
right up at Jerome or down at Sheepshead or
Monmouth big fields Of feet runners, the
cracks Of the country, are making the dol
of t~rotting in this city is that q lot Of the
Driving Clubs members are Interested only In
roadsters, don't care much for any sort of
race meetings, and run them when compelled
by the clamor Of the other members TO do II
at all simply as O pastime, not as q business.
1t is possible come live business man might
make a success of q trotting meeting in this
city, but the chances are the American sport
of trotting races must give way to the older
o~ne-running.
The heat race at Clifton yesterday brought
out Q wonderful exhibition Of gameness by
Adolph. He went 30 lame in the second heat
his jockey was given the usual permission to
dismount without an attempt at riding back
to the judges stand. Twenty minutes doc-
toring brought the horse around 80 that he won
the third heat from Battledore, but he must
have suffered terribly.
There will be no billiard tournament in
| New York this fall all the experts agree, and
unless the Westerners get tired of Schaefer't
and S~losson's piggishness, as Sexton sayt
they will soon, there is a poor prospect 70,
caroms n the spring; What billiard,
record breaking wonder such as Ed Mo.
Laughlin once gave promise Of being. We
want q John L. Sullivan Of billiards then
there would be no end of excitement"
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though he could write good poetry, does he ?
Perhaps he draws |; Il ask him to make me
a sketch. 1 am going to unpaok the flowers
now"
She left the room, entering another where
a number Of vases and q white wooden box
stood upon o table. The lid had been re-
moved. She lifted some wool and took out
the delicate blossoms which 1t contained.
but not such ones as these. With tender
fingers Honor arranged them, her eyes spark
ling with Joy at their beauty. They must
have cost a great deal. Evidently Max Sell
wyn was o very rich man.
He sat still in the breakfast-room, turning
over the leaves of Honor's album, o slight
frown upon his face; presently he paused
and read with interest some extremely bad
poetry addressed to Honor, and seemed to
consider; then he rose from his seat, and.
taking the book with him, went to his study
at the doc he met Kate.
What did I get for the last novels" he
asked, pausing.
Three thousand pounds, - she answered.
I to have for this ?"
Four
ITO be paid when ?"
"on receipt Of complete copy; the check
will be forwarded tomorrow probably. Are
you in want of money, Max ?"
mo, no, Kate; what q question, dear. !
am q rich man-rich enough apart from what
the books bring. It Is the fame which they
bring me that I prize-not the money. Were
you coming to my study"
Yes, Max. Win you run through those
chapters now"
Certainly, dear"
He drew her into the room, placed q chair
for her, then read the manuscripts through
quickly, standing at her side.
What a good girl you are" he said, as he
finished, and he stopped and kissed the
broad, high brow: "Do yoa ever wish,
Kate that you got the fame, for these things
over which you take so much trouble ?"
mo-" she answered; but It pleases me
for you to have il. Are you satisfied, Max ?"
quite, dear"
Then III send it of at once"
do. Don't think me rude II / ask you TO
leave me now, l have something rather par
ticulAr to do"
She looked at him wistfully with her weird,
pathetic eyes, but turned quietly to leave
him as he desired.
He opened the door for her, smiled OF her
as she passed out, then turned the key in the
lock and sat down at the liable; next he
looked his letters through again, and the
troubled look came back TO his face.
~ had better wait Q day or two," he said,
under his breath; ~ must watt"
He paused. tore thu lsttArs into shrAds and
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was graduated from they old Thir-
teenth street public school,.
He studied law in the National University
at Washington, while employed in the Post
Office Department, and after graduation was
admitted to the Bar of the Capital in 1878.
Postmaster General Key selected him as his
shorthand amanuensis, and he travelled all
through the South with that official. During
the Greenback party's existence Mr.. Dease
edited the Greenback National at Louis
vile, Ky. He next returned to
e ehisf 'e o} the Sna ra EsS ola aGn a snf'e vouchers Sshnss
department of the West Shore Railroad Com
pany. Four years ago he began the practice
Of the law in the Admiralty Courts. During
the Blaine campaign Mr.. Dease was Vice
President of the I~rish-American Indepen-
dents. He signed the call for Henry Georges
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threw them into the basket at his side then
he closed the desk, unlocked the door and
went back to the breakfast-room with Honor's
album.
He found his daughter there.
~ have finished my work, papa" abe
said now let us take q walk around the
garden, unless you are going to write"
mo, my dear, the novel is fnishedi I shall
not begin another just yet
time to write ? Do you sit up at night 2"
He half turned his head away.
sometimes, my beauty"
But you ought not to; you will make
yourself II and then you won't be able to
we spend q great, great deal of money!
do we, pet? Well, so long as we hayeit
to spend, it does not matter, does itr Sup
pose you get your habit on, little one, it's
So the horses were brought round,
and in a few moments Honor was
ready her father lifted her into the
saddle n arranged her habit, though the
though Max ,selwyn's heart was kind to all
the world, his great love, perhaps his only
love, was given to his daughter. He gathered
the reins NJ and placed them in her hands,
then springing into his saddle, dismissed the
We would rather be alone, would we NOT,
pet ?" he said, and she just nodded her head
as the horses broke into q canter.
They spoke little II Is only lovers VINO
manage when riding to exchange g soft moth
ings. " Now and then they drew one another's
but the chatter of their horses hoofs as they
struck upon the road, the wind yhispertpe
through the trees and the rustling OF the
leaves was enough to listen to. Sometimes
they paused upon an eminence to look down
upon the densely wooded country, and the
tiny streams trucking like threads Of liquid
silver through the green grass; put better
faster, till the passing air almost took their
Max Sefwyn had not always been q
rich man. Before his wife died.
eighteen years ago, he had been q. clerk
in o city merchants office, earning calender
loved luxury-poverty was hateful to him
And when he saw his delicate wife dying
slowly, because she could not have the care
and nourishment she required, he swore that
ut whatever cost he would be rich:
Honor was born Just one week before her
mother died; the Kate Nolan came 70 live
with her cousin. Soon after Max BelwypH4
hrst novel was published and took the world
idssaa..a IN sai.rdass Evnma WoELDl
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up his residence in San Francisco and
served an apprenticeship at the printing
trade. He met Mr.; George in California
before Progress and Poverty" was written:
In 1850 Mr.. McCabe came to New York n
has since been employed here at his trade.
When Mr.. George started his paper he made
his old friend foreman of his printing office.
Mr.. McCabe has always been a consistent
union man, and took an active part as one Of
the organizers OF the Central Labor Union.
Greedy; his second for Peter Cooper, in 1876,
and his third for Benjamin f.. Butler, in 1884.
Jl&Mr. McCabe's eyes, hair and beard are
black, and his carriage bold and erect. His
guage vigorous and he is known. as a good
pariiamentarian. Like the other labor can
didates, he is not possessed of any surplus Of
Ahis worlds goods. He lives in the Four
teenth Assembly District,
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VEGETABLE SOUP FOR DIxEY.
Way He Ate it Was the Funniest Thing
a Boston Man Ever Saw.

Dixey was talking 10 q group Of friends the
other night. The graceful comedian was In
his most %anecdotal. genial mood. He told
one story which caused a perfect shout Of
laughter to reach the ears Of various staid
and uninterested citizens.
when was playing variety business In
S SSssOa a i Ssnss ssS:i% said II Pi seSi as m nSoDf meals rs
very irregularly, and. was not by any
means particular what kind of o restaurant
/ favored by my patronage,
"On one occasion l was due at the theatre
before 8 o'clock, and found myself mon
strously hungry with only about six minutes
at my disposal for gastronomic purposes. /
caught sight Of q dimunitive eating house
you would probably call II dive-and hur-
ry'Hnf int so 1T; 1 sss%e Sf tse t lesst h Objectionable
article on the bill Of fare, and calling the
dingy garcon, l entreated him with frenzied
fervor to bring me q vegetable soup as soon
as possible. He appeared with q muddy
ward in the most plebeian fashion, I was
soon engaged in ladling it in-that is the only
expression ! can use which will describe my
method Of disposing Of the soup.
:" l had eaten about half and was still hard
at work when l felt n clammy hand sud-
denly strike my neck, and In o second l was
sputtering in the soup. Oh the inefable
horror of carrots, the consummate disgust of
cabbage, and the fearful loathing for barley
thht cuHue upon my SOUL, us L luteu my Do-
y~egetabled face from the dish and saw o great
loutish man looking at me solemnly!
Beg pardon he said, ''scuse me If
disturbed you
The nerve of the man amused me, and as
/ attempted to remove the soup from my Wis.
age I felt amused.
You amt Dixey, I s'pose,' he said.
told him ! had every reason to imagine l was.
Gosh he said, but can't you eatp My
never saw anything like IL. The funniest
thing I've come across in o long while.'
Pm. glad l afford. you amusement ]
said, trying to floor him with my plethoric
dignity, as I rose and attempted TO leave
the place. 1t was q futile attempt.
! Young man, said my tormentor, pin
ming me to the wall, If you'll stay in this
place till / fetch three fellows I know, and
we'll eat some more soup for them to see, III
stand treat. They'll be tickled to death.
My can't you eatl It's the funniest I've
come across in a long time By this time
was angry, and, pushing past my burly per
secutor, l rushed from the restaurant, and
arriving ut the theatre Ave minutes late, wa
soon before the public"
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the ~chestnuts, frs and dark colored beeches.
Overhead the birds twittered softly. On
the ~dew-damp grass, two huge mastiffs, q
pointer and a tiny terrier, lay fast asleep,
blinking their eyes now and then, and prick
ing up their ears even in their sleep, when
the rocks in the poplars started their morn
ing hymn of discord and praise.
Suddenly. the four dogs raised their
heads then leaping to their feet. bounded off
towards the house, barking ioyously, and ex-
pressing delight in every way In their power.
A Door Of tho house had opened, and q woman
cam out-a woman in age, but a child in
growth an undersized, misgrown. hunch-
naGked piece Of humanity, with a face upon
which intellect only had set its stamp, and
acquainted.
SSood dogs" she said, speaking in a voice
when was wonderfully soft and beautiful,
Smnu whioh seemed almost out of place COM
me rom her lips. good boys"
Que put out her hand, and patted their